Well, actually, she said faith is the only flex.
How do we parent?
How do we lead?
How do we know that the only way out is through?
How do we blame it on the dumpster/tire/forest fire year?
How do we dismantle these uninhabitable systems we built up?
How do we feel, express, and share joy in a time of such collective sorrow and fear?
Tiffany said, “Faith is the only flex.” She said it’s what processing this has taught her.
I awoke on the second day after she said it, and I was singing it.
Faith is the only flex.
Faith in resiliency.
Faith in community.
Faith in your deity.
Faith in humanity?
Hope for humanity.
Hope for our children.
Hope for our planet.
Hope is the only flex.
Please, vote with your heart, your dollars, your community, and your actual vote.
But also, fuck this moment, it is hard.